Roadkill by Miss Black America
Did I see our star collapsing
Or was it my imagination?
We've been crushed and we've been broken
Still we stand
The land is flat and full of corpses
We fuck our sisters to stop the bleeding
Another careless copulation
Another gaping mouth to feed
It's no wonder we all break beneath the weight of our regret
Like Chinese water torture it goes drip, drip, drip, drip
The best thing about the past is that it's already gone
So you don't have to nail yourself to someone else's cross
We don't kill to cure the boredom
We like our vengeance to be painless
So we just sit and watch the roadkill take it
Time and time again
This backward life is just existence
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